The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
It was when I was singing with my mother in the car one day. She and I started to sing the chorus and we both noticed our versions didn't correlate. I asked her to repeat herself, and that's what I got, through bursts of laughter!
12/25/2005 12:47 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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